when i look into the mirror, i see a flabby idiot, pretending she is beautiful.
i see a liar and a fake, disguised as good, truthful student/daughter.
when i look into the mirror, i see someone who needs to get ahold of herself, who needs to bite the bullet, and stop eating.
i see a young, ugly, stupid little freak; who cuts herself to not fit in, and starves herself.
when i look into the mirror, i see someone who is hurting the ones who love her with all of their hearts.
and when i dig deeper, i realize she doesn't care.
she is selfish, and deceitful. she says she is trying to change, but she isn't.
she just goes on in her own miniscule world that doesn't exist for anyone else.
i see a girl who needs to get her head out of the clouds, and start living.
but she doesn't know how. and at this point, she doesn't want to learn.
other people see a skinny kid, one with a pointed chin, and blue/grey eyes.
they don't see what i see, in-fact, they see just the opposite.
i see a person who could stand to loose a few pounds, and who wants to, but doesn't need to go to the hospital.
they see an emaciated person, who looks like she is about to fall over and who is crazy.
so, my question to you is: who is looking at the mirror, with eyes unclouded by hate?
me or them?
i see a liar and a fake, disguised as good, truthful student/daughter.
when i look into the mirror, i see someone who needs to get ahold of herself, who needs to bite the bullet, and stop eating.
i see a young, ugly, stupid little freak; who cuts herself to not fit in, and starves herself.
when i look into the mirror, i see someone who is hurting the ones who love her with all of their hearts.
and when i dig deeper, i realize she doesn't care.
she is selfish, and deceitful. she says she is trying to change, but she isn't.
she just goes on in her own miniscule world that doesn't exist for anyone else.
i see a girl who needs to get her head out of the clouds, and start living.
but she doesn't know how. and at this point, she doesn't want to learn.
other people see a skinny kid, one with a pointed chin, and blue/grey eyes.
they don't see what i see, in-fact, they see just the opposite.
i see a person who could stand to loose a few pounds, and who wants to, but doesn't need to go to the hospital.
they see an emaciated person, who looks like she is about to fall over and who is crazy.
so, my question to you is: who is looking at the mirror, with eyes unclouded by hate?
me or them?
Author notes
this is just something i came up with tonight. i am being re-hospitalized for anorexia tomorrow. sorry if it isn't what you were looking for.
A contest entry
- true colors (lyrical prompt) by sweet arrival.
1100 points, ended July 24, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what do you think?
Comments
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aww i m so sorry you feel like that i hope your better now and out of hospital....
this was really sad...i can really relate to it alot
if you need someone to talk to just feel free to message me anytime
hope your doing okay ... x

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A Good Poem
The answer, of course, is "Both". But such self-loathing is not unique. When I was living in my home town, I was a bit large. But since leaving Mobtown, I've embraced the circumstances that have changed me. Also, using love as a mirror instead of yourself might make a difference. I would suggest reading "Big" by this author.

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Just me isn't just you alone.People do not like to put mirror before them.Otherwise you'd find you were not at all different.You are only unique in your honest statement.I would have preferred if in the end there were no question at all.

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wow
self portaryal at its best..i loved this one so much ..............honest brutal mirror looking hard facing afcts about you and you....good poem done best -
Growing up is hard to do sometimes!
Growing up is hard and harder for some people.Sounds like you're much too hard on yourself and you have an unrealistic body image.Obviously, someone has made you feel that you can never be perfect enough and it's also pretty obvious that you have not enough control over your own life. Anorexia makes you feel at least in control of your diet-right? I used to be anorexic, too! When I started waking up with bruises all over me, I stopped it fast.I'll pray for you.I pray that you can get your self image together and use your potential.You have plenty.God bless you and I send you my best wishes for a beautiful life and future!

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that the herdset hot by that progression
this is a slap in the face, painful and honest truth. heartfelt and anguish all at once. as we progess, we often forget that the hardest hit by that progression are our children who we tell are the next step in where we are going. sometimes those children fall between the cracks and we didn't realize it, till it was painfully obvious. keep writing, you may not realize it, but it can be apositive outlook and a way to let off steam and just vent. get well, I'll be back to read more.
friend

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ok, well i don't have kids, but i think i understand what your getting at
thanks for looking at my work. some of it's complete shit, but i believe i have a few gems.
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this was honest to the core. you wrote your honest thoughts about yourself, and that is what i was looking for. thank you for entering and my best wishes to you.
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this was a good contest
thank you for reading/commenting on my entry
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Sad and so many people go through this. You really need to stay with everyone or youll be missed dearly.
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um...
how do you know?
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Stop hurting yourself buddy. You're going to be way more awesome if you're not dead.
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yup.
thanks
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